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pitconfirm · 3 months

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did u say hurt and comfort

okay... posting this is a bit out of my comfort zone but i will be nice 😇 but beware it was written in one very sad sitting after the race so may be a little... rough. and venty. just 1500 words of strollonso rambling:

Lance often isn’t a creature of nuance, and certainly never of subtlety. There are two distinct sides to him, sharply and overtly separated. He can be loud, cheeky, confident, shameless. That’s the Lance most people know, and most people unduly hate; misinterpreting his behaviour as bratty and petulant. But there’s a flip side—the quiet, self-conscious, shy Lance. That’s the Lance in Fernando’s bed tonight. Well, their bed. Lance’s hotel room is always more of a cover-up than a living space these days.

They’ve been here before, and Fernando has seen it all—crashes, tears, anger, and apologies. Mostly apologies. Despite whatever bullshit narrative the media might prefer, Lance is sorely self-critical, often to the point of detriment. To the point where he can’t even celebrate his highs because he’s too caught up thinking what more he could’ve done. Every corner, every gear shift, every blink. So, the shyness doesn’t come as much of a surprise tonight.

Things like these happen. Mistakes and lapses of concentration are a cruel part of racing. But things like these are never just things like these for Lance. His last name cracks open an entirely different can of hatred. The type of bias and cruelty that makes Fernando’s skin burn, hot and angry. He calms himself, keeping his composure for Lance’s sake.

“Hey, Lancey…” he whispers, kind and gentle; climbing onto the bed after getting back from the debrief that Lance chose not to attend. Lance is sat on top of the sheets and still in his race gear, as though the effort of changing would be too much in his sorrowful state. He gives Fernando nothing but a shy smile, averting his gaze and shuffling uncomfortably under the attention.

“Where are you?” Fernando asks, waving a hand in front of his distant eyes; big, brown, and damp. It snaps Lance back into focus, making eye contact in that way of his—where he tilts his head down and looks up, as if wanting to make himself smaller. He has a terrible habit of making himself out to be less than he truly is.

“Right here, silly,” he giggles, but it’s not right. It’s a sad and blatantly performative sound—a failed attempt to dissipate Fernando’s concern. To anyone with the gift naivety, it might be convincing, but Fernando knows Lance better than that. He knows the good and the bad; the pride and the guilt. The little things that nobody else sees (except maybe Esteban, but Fernando tries not to think about that bastard too often).

He takes Lance’s hands in his palms, not missing the slight tremble. “Talk to me,” he says, trying to coax Lance out of his shell of indifference. It stings, but it’s necessary; like pressing down on a pinprick to stop it from bruising. Burying the pain will only hurt him more in the long run.

“There’s nothing to talk about,” Lance shrugs, sweetly stubborn. He turns away and pulls his hands from Fernando’s grasp, and Fernando tries his best not to take it personally. “Besides, I probably wouldn’t have scored points, anyway.”

“Ay!” Fernando gasps suddenly, face serious. He grabs the hands back more firmly this time—he can be stubborn, too. “You don’t talk like that. Not to me.”

“Like what?” Lance giggles again, nervously, breathily; his eyes caught on their hands where they’re trapped together on Fernando’s thigh. “I’m just being realistic. It’s what everybody says.”

Fernando feels the bitter rage bubble again. “What who says?” he asks intensely while squeezing Lance’s hands tighter. Compliantly, Lance lets it happen; hands loose but unmoving in Fernando’s palms.

“Y’know…” he drawls, disappointedly casting his gaze to the phone discarded beside him on the bed. “Everybody.”

Fernando sighs internally; trying not to roll his eyes lest Lance interprets it the wrong way. He lets go of his hands to grab the item, quickly typing in Lance’s password. On the screen is the last thing Lance was looking at—searching his fucking name on Twitter. Idiot. It’s all cruel, and brutal; full of every nasty word that can spit on Lance’s identity.

“You need to delete this silly app. Full of people who don’t know what they’re saying…” he mutters, shaking his head and taking the initiative to delete it himself. He dreads the thought of all of his own ‘fans’ tearing Lance apart, as if he and Lance aren’t one and the same nowadays. An inseparable entity.

“It’s the same on every fucking app,” Lance says. He sounds annoyed, but at least that’s better than hiding himself away. “You can look on Instagram, or TikTok, or—”

Fernando gently grabs Lance’s jaw, tilting his face to force eye contact. “Then just look at me, yes? Nothing else. Just me, and you.”

He stares Lance down, watching him try to battle away the pain. Lance always does these tiny movements with his face that give everything away; nervous flicks of his eyes and sad twitches of his brows. There’s another attempt at a smile, but after a few moments, his facade cracks and quickly morphs into a frown. A sad, broken look; brows furrowing more and more until he chokes on a sob. The floodgates open, and like the flick of a switch, the sob turns into wet, hurried cries.

“Shhh,” Fernando soothes, quickly wrapping both arms around Lance and pulling him into his chest—making him feel small like he needs to sometimes. “It’s okay…” he whispers, stroking a hand up and down Lance’s sweat-sticky back, heaving with uneven cries. “You are okay.”

Lance shakes his head against Fernando’s neck, tears damp on his skin.

“No? Not okay?”

At that, he nods; a wordless but sincere admission.

“Okay. That’s okay.”

Fernando sits through it with him, holding him tight until the rapid, shameful sobs turn into slow chokes, then into quiet sniffles. The shake in his body slows to a slight tremble, like the purr of a cat, but certainly not so pleasant. More like a shivering kitten left out in the cold.

“Let’s get you out of these clothes, yes?” he whispers against Lance’s ear, tugging at his race gear. Lance nods with another wet sniffle, pulling away from Fernando’s neck to look him in the eye. Fernando could cry himself at the sight of him—all wet eyes and red cheeks, broken by the unfairness of a sport that doesn’t love him like he deserves. It doesn’t love him like Fernando does.

He tugs Lance around like an oversized dog that thinks it’s still a puppy, defying his stature to half-carry him to the bathroom. Lance is still distant, too tired to put up any fuss as Fernando sits him on the edge of the tub and undresses him piece by piece; whispering praise and gently kissing his skin as he goes until Lance is bare and shivering.

“Stand for me, baby,” he requests. It takes Lance a moment to register what he’s heard, but once he gets it, he stands up immediately on two wobbly legs; always so eager to please, even in moments like these. It hurts, knowing how desperately Lance wants to be good, and how a race like this makes him feel like he isn’t. But he’ll always be good—always Fernando’s good boy. So good that it doesn’t make sense why he’d want a cruel and tainted man like Fernando in the first place.

They shower, warm and steamy, with most of Lance’s weight resting on Fernando. But Fernando holds him, despite his own body being lethargic from the race. He massages Lance’s shoulders, and his flat chest where the impact of the seatbelts must ache from the crash. It’s part of the sport—it’s what they sign up for—but now, being with Lance, Fernando understands why his parents get so concerned every time he gets in the car. Every bump and collision of Lance’s makes Fernando consider turning to religion just to pray for him to get out in one piece.

“I’m sorry,” Lance whispers later; sitting on the bed as Fernando towel dries his hair. It’s longer now than it has been since they got together, curling up at his nape and getting caught in his eyes. Fernando brushes it away for him with a gentle, affirmative pat on the cheek.

“What you are sorry for?” he asks, stroking Lance’s jaw; a thumb rubbing back and forth on his pouty bottom lip.

“I shouldn’t be so…” he looks away, embarrassed. “Weak. Didn’t wanna bother you.”

Weak is the last word Fernando thinks of when he looks at Lance. He sees commitment—Lance’s hunger to succeed and pain when he loses. But never weakness. No, Lance might be the strongest man Fernando knows.

“Lance… the only thing that bothers me is when you lie to me. When you pretend you are okay,” he says with a degree of honesty he never knew he was capable of. It feels like Lance was put on earth to bring these things out of him—the good he didn’t know was there, nestled under his sheath of utter badness. “I would do this every day if I needed to.”

“Yeah?” Lance asks—quiet, melodic, and tender. A smile perks back on his face, small and hardly there, but there nonetheless. A real smile this time.

“Yeah. Anything you need.”

The smile grows, and Fernando knows they’ll be alright. Lance will come back stronger like he always does. Like the perfect boy he is.

#i don't usually write this stuff so it might not be the best #but it’s better being mediocre here than rotting in my drafts 🙏#strollonso #my fic #willing myself not to delete this immediately

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bluegiragi · 4 months

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The movement, dynamism and emotion of the characters is so engaging and audiences clearly adore the relationships and stories you tell with your art

Occasionally though, there's something awkward about the proportions of some of the figures in your work. The stomach to pelvis area of the konig piece seems abnormally long, though accentuated by his posture. Sometimes the heads of characters also look both elongated at the jaw and also too small for their bodies, which feel a little unrealistically shaped at times

I've been noticing these points for some months now, wondering if proportioning would improve with time. You have a very distinct storytelling style, and I understand that this message might come across as unkind, but I don't know how else to word it and I don't know if anyone would be willing to point it out to you considering your successes and status in the cod fandom

Whatever you choose to make of these words, even if you delete the message immediately, I'm certain your work will continue to grow and thrive, and I do wish you every future success that you earn

hello anon! I apologise if I’ve come off as complacent in my art over the past months, but I assure you I am always doing my best to improve my art, and I think I have in some areas. Believe me, I am at all times very aware of my shortcomings as an artist.

I want to thank you for wording this in such a considerate way, but would also invite you to not send messages like this in the future to artists who aren’t clearly asking for critique. I don’t believe my art is making massive missteps that require education (such as drawing poc features in an offensive way, or anything else that might justify some immediate words of advice), and the insinuation that I am not improving fast enough is a little hurtful, as is the idea that a lot of people are somewhere, quietly agreeing with this viewpoint and choosing not to tell me because of some perceived, ephemeral status in a fandom.

I hope I’m not coming off as defensive here. I just think I’ve never positioned myself as someone who has nothing more to learn, and in fact mentions many times that my anatomy is not perfect, and that I have a long way to go. Thank you for your advice, but in the future, I believe it might be best to just assume the artist knows their own weaknesses.

#I hope I expressed myself appropriately #you could’ve been much meaner anon #and I thank you for…being…not that #askbox #anon

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 9 months

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AITA for asking my parents to pay my tuition for the semester, lying about how I lost my scholarship, and then planning on lying to my dad regarding his requirements in exchange for him paying the tuition?

My (20X) college has a scholarship for offspring of faculty members, and I was lucky enough to have my application accepted by the college that my dad (53M) works at. This means that I get a full ride scholarship; if I graduate within 4 years, I won't have to pay a single penny to my college (books and supplies not included, of course).

Unfortunately, the scholarship does have two requirements; I need to have taken at least a certain amount of credits semester before (not a ridiculous number), and for that semester, I need to have gotten over a 2.0/4.3 GPA. Easy enough, right? Who can't get a GPA over 2.0?

Well. I suffered a mental health downfall the past semester and I ended up failing half my classes. I was unable to sit my finals. I know this wasn't smart of me, and I think I should've done something about my academic situation other than just wait for the semester to be over, but I had quit a semester due to my mental health decline previously and I didn't want a repeat of that. In any case, I got a GPA of about 1.6. I'm not on probation but I did receive a warning.

Fortunately, this doesn't mean I lost my scholarship for good. I just need to fulfill those requirements in the upcoming semester and I get it back.

I realized I did need to pay my tuition this semester two days before tuition fee acceptance closes and I debated telling only one of my parents. My mom wants me to finish college no matter what, and my dad has told me that he does not care anymore as long as I don't stress him out. He's also told me he no longer has any expectations for me whatsoever. I did also consider talking about it with my brother and borrowing money from him to put together the tuition fee.

I figured I'd bite the bullet and just told my dad, who I know has been stressed about my future and how badly I'm doing in college. I just casually dropped it as I was making breakfast for myself and then we had a lengthy conversation that my mother (51F) joined when she got back home.

I don't remember much of the conversation (I may have memory problems) but the AITA mentioned part is that I lied to my parents and told them I did sit all my finals and try my best. I didn't. I tried that for mid term exams but I had nothing to write, so for finals I didn't sit them at all. This happened with three of the classes I was taking. I just didn't take my finals. My dad was suspicious of my claim; he said that as a professor himself he wouldn't fail students who at least submitted homework and sat their exams to write anything at all, but I maintained that I tried.

The conclusion was that my dad would be willing to pay my tuition if I got my shit together and also deleted my social media, which he thinks is a drain on my time and energy. He's not wrong. I deleted my Twitter accounts immediately afterwards (which my parents don't know about) because I've been thinking about it, but I can't really bring myself to get rid of Discord, where so many of my friends are. People I've met while studying internationally, long-term friends who moved to other countries; Discord is the only way to contact these people.

This is the AITA part; if my dad follows up on that particular requirement to check if I deleted Discord, which he particularly dislikes (he has previously confiscated the electronics I bought with my own money that I earned, after he saw me on muted call at night with some friends), I plan on deleting the app/program on my devices but using it anyway as a website. This would be a betrayal of my dad's trust in me, but there's no love lost between us anyway. He's already told me he doesn't love me unconditionally. (Yes, I'm his biological child and he did raise me.)

I also feel like an asshole because I could've settled this with the help of my brother; I'd pick up a job during the winter break to pay him back, but it would have been done eventually. Or I could've just gone to my mom. She works her own job, and we could've figured it out together without telling my dad. I told my dad anyway, wanting him to pay the tuition, even though I knew that talking about having to spend money on his kids stresses him out deeply.

My mom also told my dad to go to therapy (in detail, so I know it wasn't just something she said as a throwaway thing) during the conversation. It did get heated. I don't disagree, but I don't know if that'd be okay; mental health is stigmatized where I am, and my dad as a grown adult man and a respected professor if seen going to therapy could have his reputation kind of effected. It wouldn't have happened if I just brought up this whole situation quietly up to my mom, or just my brother.

So I lost my scholarship, I lied to my parents about the technicalities of how that happened, and I'm asking for some amount of money from my parents but also planning on lying to them in regards to the terms they set out. AITA?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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sh0tanzz · 4 months

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eunseok as a bf pls!! 🫶🏻

imma try to be as unbiased as I can since he's my literal bias 😭

euseok as your boyfriend based on astrology

(reminder that this for fun and astrology is something I study for a hobby, these are all inferences based off of observations and not exact fact unless I knew him myself !!)

warnings: small mention of sexual innuendo but nothing extremely graphic I'll only do NSFW asks if requested.

Pisces Sun: Briize have questioned how Eunseok and Wonbin are both pisces but are sooo different personality wise, this is why it's important to take other placements and aspects into account !! His other placements lead to his sun sign manifesting/presenting differently. He will be super intuitive about how you feel, will tell if you're uncomfortable, excited, scared without having to ask or you telling him. differently. Very willing to accomodate things for you, would be very willing to share and would even have a plan right away if you needed anything. Would want to help you feel better if you were upset IMMEDIATELY especially since his capricorn moon would want to search for solutions over letting you ruminate. Would compare experiences he's had with yours so you never feel isolated.

Capricorn Moon: The moon is uncomfy in capricorn leading to being very restrictive with their emotions, this causes people to stereotype Eunseok as "cold". However Eunseok having a capricorn moon whilst having a pisces sun and mercury (&his moon/saturn is well aspected rather than harshly) could make him have good emotional regulation. He would be more reserved and closed off with his feelings but wouldn't leave you completely in the dark, however he might have a hard time expressing himself but wouldn't lash out his suppressed emotions at you. He'd want to be your rock..like literally. His pisces placements makes him understand your emotional standpoint and cap moon will help aid you with logic. Extreme gentleman type, he'd even want to essentially protect you in a way. Eunseok would be quietly protective, very protective of your emotions/well being and would help you address your feelings. Would tell you what you need to hear not what you want to hear and would have very good advice when you were in emotional dilemmas. Would be very grateful that you can understand him better than others.

Pisces Mercury: yk how nobody ever knows what he's gonna say next. This is why LMAO. His handwriting might be a bit messy or his text would be lowkey vague or random..like he'd randomly tell you he's 5 mins from your house when the convo was a completely diff subject. Or instead of just texting back he'd call ? However he'd be sort of stuck on how to express himself (literally said if he accidentally liked his crush's post on insta he'd delete the account.) When pursuing you he'd be shy to let you know he likes you until he found a fun lighthearted moment to fully confess to you with. He'd surprisingly know what you mean when you aren't making sense at all like you could be spewing nonsense and he'd...get it ? Makes you laugh to the point you tear up a little bit. Would laugh/joke you out of your panties I fear. LOl

Aries Venus: I feel like this (+his mars) is the fuel for the "Eunseok fwb/player/sneaky link" fanfics tbh 😭😭. I've dated an aries venus so I have a personal understanding of the placement. He'd mess with you, A LOTTT omg if you had no haters Eunseok would be dead, but it all comes from him being unable to be sappy with you and only can express his complete fondness for you through teasing you. Wouldn't let people that weren't him mess with you however LOL He'd want to take the lead of the relationship. Would flirt at random 😭 which would leave you so flustered because whereee did that come from ??? the compliments and flirting would be DEEP. Might be into a little push and pull dynamic as long as you understood each others feelings. Would value his independence however and would want/let you indulge in your independence and own time as well. Now there's an observation that aries venus can fall out of love fast once they feel like the spark and energy is gone which can be true but his venus is in retrograde..based on other aspects in his chart it seems like the venus in retrograde neutralizes the flaky energy of his venus in aries making him less likely to just ditch you. Would want lots of passion and exponential energy in the relationship.

Sagittarius Mars: I have this placement HA. I doubt severe arguments would happen or he'd at least not be quick to anger/he wouldn't be mad for that long like aries mars. Would use physical action to exert built up energy (that time he was super excited and started dancing too hard). Super forward and blunt which once again make his flirting so jaw dropping. Is secure the majority of the time but will just have random moments of being jealous. Loves winning like yea you're his s/o but he still loves the taste of sweet victory. Sag rules the hips and thighs (wink wink) so he might be attracted to how your hips look or like when you wear clothes that accentuates yours. Might hold you by your hips or lower waist. May sit you on his lap or would lay his head across your lap. Keeps a hand on your upper leg.

Other Aspects:

Sun/Saturn Sextile: Very responsible and reasonable. When a serious situation unfolds it'll be easier to rely on him with support and trusting him with certain task won't be regrettable.

Mercury/Saturn Square: Even when being honest he might censor some of his feelings for your sake, like if he was upset he'd let you know he was upset but wouldn't go into that much detail.

Potential Toxicity: (reminder that any/everyone is capable of having toxic or negative traits, these could be POTENTIALLY true)

Aries Venus+Sag Mars: Isn't negative or toxic by itself ofc but if expressed negatively he might be super dismissive about his romantic past and carry past worries into the new relationship without fully acknowledging/processing it, can also be a bit too nonchalant to where he can be unintentionally harmful.

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whoreforchr1s · 5 months

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can you do a chris x reader where the reader is having a hard time speaking in a car video and becomes frustrated with herself and chris helpe her and calm her down?? sorry if this is confusing

cat got my tongue - c.sturniolo

pairings- chris sturniolo x reader

warnings: nothing?? but this is EXTREMELY short and rushed..

a/n: hopefully this is what you were thinking!❤️ please keep the requests going im literally willing to write nearly ANYTHING so don’t be afraid to request :)

☆彡𐬾𐬺𐬿𐬻𐮙𐬾𐬺𐬿𐮚𐬾𐬺𐬿𐮙𐬾𐬺𐬿𐮚𐬾𐬺𐬿𐮙𐬾𐬺𐬿𐮚𐬾𐬺ミ☆

“One time i threw a basketball at my brother’s nose and made him bleed but then i gave him a bit of salad to cheer him up.” Chris reads from the seat infront of me, his voice softer than usual.

I had been situated in Matt’s car, next to Nick in the back seat. Chris, my boyfriend knew my day had not been the greatest today.

For starters, i woke up on my period. Then, everything was just going wrong. I had to rewrite a whole email i had accidently deleted, my hair wasn’t going the way it was supposed to, my makeup clung to all my dry areas, i burned the last slice of bread, and I was just so angry about everything!

throughout the day, Chris made sure not to leave my side in case i needed anything, and was way calmer than he usually is.

I snapped out of my daydream about everything wrong that happened today by Nick’s voice asking me a question. “What about you, y/n? Do you think they are naughty or nice?”

“Uh, i think- like, it kind of, like depends, on what they- what on they, on what they what they’re for-“ I cut myself off with an irritated yelp, my hands grabbing my hair, a habit that i should probably work on growing out of.

My knees tucked in to touch my chest, my chin resting on the top of my knees as i pulled my hair out of frustration.

Chris was quick to act, frantically removing my hands from my head. His hand falls to my knee as he gently strokes it will his thumb. “It’s alright, take your time.” He says gently, before facing Nick.

“Move.” He orders. “What?” Nick replies, confused. “Move, swap seats with me.” Chris replies, already getting out the car.

Nick opens his car door without a word and hops into chris’ seat.

Chris climbs in the seat next to me, immediately putting an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his chest as his free hand falls to my thigh.

“Do you wanna try again, baby?” He asks gently and quietly.

He doesn’t wait for an answer and gently pushes my thighs to my legs in a normal position again. “C’mon. What do you think? you think they’re naughty? or nice?” He asks, rubbing shapes into my shoulder.

“I think, it depends” I say slowly, before he nods proudly. “yeah? on what?” he whispers.

“Well, what did- what did the brother do to get..hit.” I reply quietly. “I think you have a point! well done ma.” He says encouragingly.

“okay well i think it’s an absolute sin that a bit of salad improves someones mood.” Nick says quickly, ruining the moment.

#chris sturniolo #christopher sturniolo #matt sturniolo #nick sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #sturniolo #fluff #matt sturniolo fluff #chris sturniolo fluff

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eightmakesonebraincell · 2 months

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Am I returning after numerous months of you posting the sea creature Ateez comparison list just to make a point that I should have said ages ago? Yes. Yes I am.

My point is:

You did Seonghwa so dirty with whatever the f*** tumor fish that was. So, I raise you:

Seonghwa as: a starfish

-is Star of the sea ⭐️

-Eats more than you think it can fit

-Pretty

-Either is by itself or in LORGE QUANTITIES

Seonghwa as: a Rainbow Shark (it’s not what you think but also keep thinking)

-Pretty

-Smol and cute

-Will clean your tank for you (eats algae)

-Not a shark but people also once thought This Guy was intimidating

-Only semi-aggressive ! 💕(He hits us sometimes)

Just saying that there were other options (and the starfish was an obvious one but I think you were looking for that tumor joke to bounce off of- oh that came off worse than I tHOUGHT IT WOULD)

My apologies

But here at the we-know-better-than-you [WKBTY??] organization (I’m not being serious I’m just taking the goof too far at this point) believe we may be able to offer solutions to your writers blockage issues and are willing to assist at the cost of little to you!

Just sign at the dotted line and one (Park Seonghwa) will be transferred to us immediately at no additional charge to your bank account! ‘Offer while supplies last’ (this is such a dumb bit but I’m in way too deep now)

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(^Dotted line ^ pls sign here) (cash prizes not available) (therapy not included)

I dunno wth just came over me I am SO SORRY- 😭

I think I just needed to clown myself a bit after sounding like a know it all for a second there

Could you hear me slapping myself mid-bit? 👋

I’m sorry for this, ily and your work 🥺 I hope you don’t hate me after this (please don’t block me but feel free to delete this mess)

good LORD for a moment i thought you were sending in a hate ask when you started off with how i did hwa dirty (i forgot i gave him the tumour fish ASFKJDHGKSDG)

you're so right with the starfish though my mind literally went 🤯 because if i'm honest i completely forgot that starfish exist LOL but here's a bonus smau to make up for it:

#loren answers #brielle-in-the-galaxy #rating ateez as sea creatures #seonghwa bonus !!#signed loren with the immediate transfer of starfish hwa as payment #this is quite possibly one of the cutest asks i've ever gotten :')

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ocuious · 10 months

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Okay, so Joe hawley:

Hot take, but I think everyone's being a bit too harsh. Many people, including myself, immediately after hearing the news deleted posts about joe hawley, said that they don't support joe hawley, and sent hate towards him in general. I take back some words that I said earlier and would like to share a full rant about what I feel now.

Not wanting to support joe anymore is totally fine -- after all, he's done some awful things to people and I sincerely hope those people are able to recover.

I do however, still support joe, but not in the way you think.

I support his journey to getting mental help and hope he himself can recover and fend off whatever mental illnesses he may be facing. I continue to enjoy Joe's music, as after all, it's okay to separate the artist from the art. I support whatever's left of sane Joe and hope that he can look back, realize what he's done, apologize, and get the mental health he needs. I think any hate towards him is unnecessary.

Mental health isn't an excuse, but an explanation. Sending him hate is only digging his mental state a deeper hole and piling onto the stress he's already facing. I think we can all agree that he's most likely guilty -- he's not trying to defend himself nor is he apologizing. While people who've done things like Joe deserve a proper punishment, I feel that the best thing we can do now is hope that Joe can return to a proper state of mind and get help.

He needs help. His mind clearly isn't right here. The way he types, the way he talks... it's all off. He needs to go and get mental help or therapy or whatever a person like him needs and that way, he can hopefully come back and we can have hope at a third album. If he owns up to what he did, get's help, and truly becomes a better person, I'd be willing to forgive him. He's been battling mental illness for so long according to Andrew and I think it's heartbreaking to see what Andrew wrote on the matter.

Joe's mental health was one of the main reasons tally hall couldn't get a third album and probably won't if this situation keeps up. Andrew wrote how he and the other band members watched Joe fight to be mentally well. How he's changed, for the worse, and how he isn't the same, happy, Joe that was in tally hall. I think Andrew's response to everything is truly heartbreaking and it sucks that Joe had to go through this and in turn make the other members go through this as well.

I don't condone anything he's done. All I can say is to not approach him or talk to him. Even tweeting at him won't help. Remember, we're trying to get him off the phone and into a therapist's office. I've been trying not to pay attention to any tweets he's made as I think it's right to assume that these aren't made in a healthy state of mind and should be taken with a mother-sized basketball of salt. I believe that he's currently in a manic episode and he's obviously not in the right mind at all. Perhaps after this passes he can give an actual response.

I don't want to drag this on for any longer. Thanks for reading this (if you even finished). I just wanted to get my thoughts down somewhere. I truly hope that Joe get's help and can return to the closest thing to normal that there can be.

One last thing: please don't remove Joe Hawley from tally hall images. It's extremely immature. He was a part of tally hall and that can never be changed. I'll leave you with this:

It's okay to separate the art from the artist.

#joe hawley #andrew horowitz #tally hall

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thegayestmferintown · 3 months

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Please take your time!!

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Can I have headcanons of the 7 princes + databables(Raphael, solomon, thirteen etc) reacting when MC expresses their filipino culture? (Like telling stories about the events, cooking their favorite sultural dish, etc)

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Feel free to delete it, and please take your time!!

Hello! I am not Filipino myself, so I didn't go much into detail. Forgive me for that!

I sadly couldn't think of anything for the dateables (idk why, my mind just drew a blank)

The only dateable I could truly think of a scenario with was Barbatos, but for some reason I couldn't figure out how to write it.

This takes place in the original timeline

Warnings ;; None

Relationship ;; I wrote this in a romantic sense, but can be interpreted however!

Type ;; Headcanons

LUCIFER ;; THE PRIDEFUL ELDEST

Lucifer is very much intrigued. He would love to learn more, but he would never outright ask you.

Lucifer is far too prideful to come out and say it, so you'd have to look at his body language.

The very slight twinkle in his eye when you explain, the small but noticable genuine smile that crosses his lips.

He very much enjoys your cooking, and will compliment you subtly.

He's particularly fond of the times you'll come into his private study and sit by the fireplace while you tell him all sorts of stories.

MAMMON ;; THE SCUMMY SECOND-BORN

Oh, Mammon is all for it. He's asking you for recipes, stories, and recommending you sell both throughout the Devildom.

He's listening intently, and getting excited anytime you bring something about your culture up during conversation.

Although, if you bring it up, his face will immediately turn beet-red and he'll say something along the lines of:

"O-Of course it ain't i-interestin'! But I'm ya first man, ain't I? I g-gotta let my human yap ev'ry now 'nd again!'

He is so hopelessly in love with you, it's not even funny.

LEVIATHAN ;; THE OTAKU THIRD-BORN

I actually cannot see Leviathan being too concerned with it at first. He'd probably be more concerned with watching anime with you, reading manga with you, or playing games with you to really care about your ethnicity.

He'd more than likely start to point out characters in separate animes or games that share the same ethnicity as you.

If you were to make different Filipino meals for him, he would be absolutely over the moon. If you bring him the food, make sure you bring tissues with you.

He'd listen to your stories, occasionally making references to TSL, Ruri-Chan, or others, if possible.

All in all, He wouldn't really care at first, but he would become more interested the more time passed.

SATAN ;; THE CYNICAL FOURTH BORN

Knowing Satan, he'd probably already know a lot. And he'd hold it over Lucifer's head that he knows more about your ethnicity than he does

Besides that, he's perfectly willing to listen to your stories, even if he knows them already.

He's particularly fond of your cooking, and he will tell you that. He might point out subtle things that he'd change, but he doesn't really care if you take his advice or not. After all, he's not a chef.

If he finds any sorts of books that have to do with your ethnicity, he'd bring them to you and let you read them, after he reads them first though.

He would also love to sit down and read them with you, or to you, if you asked.

ASMODEUS ;; THE NARCISSISTIC FIFTH-BORN

Asmo just thinks it's so cute! Especially when you're cooking, or telling him stories.

He might watch himself around your food, given his public appearance, but that doesn't mean he dislikes it!

He's truly fond of your cooking, he is. He's just weary of other people's opinions.

He loves listening to your stories while he does your makeup, or his own.

Even during his 26-step skincare routine, he's probably having you come to his room so he can listen to your stories.

BEELZEBUB ;; THE FAMISHED SIXTH-BORN

Marry him. On the spot. Beel absolutely loves Human-World food, and the fact that you're willing to make it for him? Oh, he's in love.

You may have to shove him out of the kitchen because otherwise, he'll eat all of the ingredients before you can even put them together.

If he manages to stay put and not eat any of the ingredients, he's watching you cook albeit while drooling.

He literally looks like an excited puppy when you give him the food.

He chows it down quickly, and asks you for more. Make a shitton, it'll go quickly.

BELPHEGOR ;; THE CATNAPPING SEVENTH-BORN

Belphie probably couldn't care less about your culture. If his twin is happy, he's happy.

The only time he'd more than likely be interested, is if he just so happens to fall asleep to one of your stories.

He'd start to ask to you come back, and eventually he wouldn't be able to fall asleep without your stories.

Obviously, he would, but with some struggle. It's Belphie, the Avatar of Sloth we're talking about here.

He's probably pretty fond of your food, although he much prefers your stories.

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harfblarf · 1 year

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“Help my Cat” Scam Going Around

Have you received an ask in your inbox from an account that previously wasn’t following you, pleading for a signal boost on their vet-related post? I got one today, but something felt fishy. Or perhaps “phishy” is more accurate?

Here’s the ask:

Now a couple odd things right off the bat. This is a blog I’ve never seen or interacted with, who wasn’t following me prior to sending the ask, so I immediately wondered how they pulled my name to ask for help. And while the world in general is a shitshow, so I can sort of see why a person would default to saying it “isn’t the best time to ask for help”, they say it with such confidence without knowing me at all.

Odder still, from their posts-- which at least do look extremely normal and human-like, down to the mishapocalypse profile picture-- we don’t share any interests aside from... well. Cats.

The other odd thing is them specifically requesting I reply privately, through DM or a private answer. I wouldn’t think much of it except they’re already asking me to publicly share something on my blog; if I’m going to answer the ask, why can’t I do so publicly?

I scroll through their blog some more. Their pinned post is, indeed, asking for help with their cat:

Weirdly, though, an earlier version of this post uses a completely different name for the cat??

This is bizarre to me and my red flags are pinging louder. Maybe it’s innocuous, though, I mean, it could just be a nickname or something? Why would you change it though?

Also, the post’s ratio is weird-- 101 reblogs to 44 likes. I suppose not too shocking if they’re doing this use-an-ask-to-get-a-boost tactic widely, but the ratio is pretty extreme. I check the notes. Every single reblog with tags has some variation on ‘boost’ or ‘signal boost’; there are no comments. No one has mentioned knowing this person, no one has vouched for the legitimacy of the post... but two mention that they were asked to boost the post.

*EDIT: Per a polite anon, I will clarify that signal boost/boost tags themselves aren't a red flag; what bothered me was that the post's ONLY interaction history came from boosts from seeming strangers. An active fandom blog, active enough to think posting a plea for financial help might get traction, SHOULD have at least one or two mutuals or friends who are willing to push the post and vouch for its legitimacy. Because the only engagement was from people who had clearly been approached via ask, like me, I got the heebie jeebies.

Okay, I’m doubtful enough that I’m not comfortable boosting this post myself. But let me check one more thing.

I search google for the exact phrasing of the help-requested post.

Ah.

There’s well over a dozen blogs pulled up with this exact phrasing. Most of them use the name “Koppi” instead of either “Ashel” or “Biscuit”, but a few use “Ashel”. The oldest result, from 2016, uses “Ashel”; more commonly, these results are from 2022 or earlier this year and again, most say “Koppi”. Also interesting: basically none of these posts exist anymore. Google can identify the exact wording even beyond what I included in my search query using whatever demonic powers allow it to reference removed content, but they’ve clearly been deleted.

Additionally, which I clarify for those like me who attribute Google’s quirks to demonic powers rather than an actual understanding of how it works: if the dates didn’t make it clear, these aren’t the blogs in the notes of falesyorac’s post. I cross-referenced the names. It’s not pulling up those reblogs, so presumably the majority of these results at one time came from someone who drafted and posted the wording to their blog, not from reblogs.

Maybe it was once a real post, maybe it’s always been a scam, but evidently the content of the post has been stolen and recirculated at this point. Along the way I found this as well, an anon warning someone who must have reblogged a version of the scam post:

So this is at least partly confirmed as a scam from another source.

Please be wary, do your due diligence before you put your money anywhere, and block & report falseyorac. I’m not sure the nature of the falseyorac blog originally; it may have been a real account that got hijacked, it may be a very convincing fake, it may be a real person’s blog who is trying to to leverage their innocuous appearance to pull quick money with a beggar scheme. Regardless, it is evident there is not a genuine Ashel/Biscuit needing help today and that whoever holds the falseyorac account right now is trying to pull a scam.

One more thing-- one of those reblog’s tags I showed earlier.

I also have a tag for reblogs of cats. (It’s “cats”.) I suspect this is where this particular iteration of the scam is pulling its targets from-- after all, people who reblog cats enough to tag them must care about them, right?

Finally, I am tagging the people who reblogged falseyorac’s post with tags (there’s too many for me to do everyone who reblogged it at all) below the readmore-- if I messed up and tagged the wrong person and/or you want your name removed, please just contact me and ask. I want to make sure you can see this warning, but I’m happy to untag you if it bothers you for any reason.

@thislilfecker / @koreanbibliophilegirl / @kingminyard / @sss-shyshy / @shoutmonishere / @cleocatrablossy / @mothmansass / @aroanehring / @valkyrie-ellis / @jae-writes-fanfiction / @ninja-chibi / @iambecomeahamburger

(A few people’s names didn’t come up when I tried to tag them, so I wasn’t able to include them here, rip.)

#cats #scams #scam #cat #signal boost #warning #boost #mutual aid #community aid #community support #pet scam #donation scam #harf blarf blib blab #i spent too much time on this

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curtsbigspoon · 2 months

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So I already sent one in- But I had to delete my account because something went absolutely hay-wire with it, It's under the same name- But I'm not sure if it'll translate back- But I asked about Crosby anything. I'd bite at the bar of my fucking cage for it. I'm obsessed with Crosby, I'm not sure if you do write anything about him. If you don't, that's completely fine. Just ignore this if that's the case. I've just been dying for any crumbs of Crosby content-

My ask box is otherwise empty so I'm assuming it got deleted with your account. But fear not sweet creature, ask and ye shall recieve!

I did ask my pookie @johnslittlespoon a little about this one, just because as much as I do love cros and do intend on writing him and stuff, I haven't had a lot of chances yet, other than my most recent post where I spoke about him x bubbles as well as him x rosie. But i wanted to deliver still, so I can give you some more headcanons.

Feel free to ask for like more thought out stuff, or snippet things because I will attempt, I just never know what to provide unless someone is specific so forgive me 😭SPOILERS AHEAD BOYS!!!

crosby has always drank black coffee, ever since he got the taste of it, can't stick anything else. the first time bubbles offers to make him a cup he doesn't think to specify, is just grateful enough that they offered. it takes a lot for him to swallow his first sip, tries not to make it obvious, offering a smile and a nod. he's so used to taking sips whilst he's deep in his work that he inevitably winds up finishing the cup. gets up to go and make himself another, desperate for his preferred taste, only for bubbles to spawn out of nowhere offering to get him another one. he tries to politely decline but "i was gonna make myself one anyhow" and now he can't refuse or he'll look rude.

this bit's a tiny bit angsty but after bubbles dies, crosby can't drink the sweet stuff again. he tries to for the very first time after hearing, thinks it'll be something to to keep the memory. but it gets too hard, he winds up being sick, goes back to drinking black coffee because he can't stand the reminder of losing his best friend. well, up until he's deep in work and rosie comes along to see how he's doing, brings him a cup, and it's sweet and he probably drops his face into his hands and gets worked up but- (GUNSHOTS)

this one's especially based on the newest episode but, crosby's used to being seen as more timid right? will immediately stand up to admit when he's done something wrong but before it even gets to that point you can see it eating away at him. he might be able to handle a few comments here and there about himself, never quite willing to turn hostile because it's war, there's worse things happening and it's not worth getting worked up over. but the minute you say a single bad thing about his friends? oh it's over. he'll use his authority, put the fear of god into you, suddenly snap out of nowhere, no a soul can sense it's coming. he means business.

once again talked about in my last post but this man does not sleep, whether it's because of work or anxiety. he probably gets up and paces about, maybe goes to sit outside, goes somewhere, anywhere to clear his head. (angst) but he probably goes somewhere he knows he'll be alone, will talk to bubbles as if he's sitting beside him, laugh about good stuff that's happened, spill his guts about the things eating away at him, referring to fond memories they used to share.

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gretavangroupie · 10 months

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First and foremost I would like to deeply apologize to every single person that we hurt with the sensitive contents in the most recent update of Vigilance. We can both see how that specific scene, amongst others, could be very triggering for readers who have experienced SA, cheating or worse, and in hindsight was not something that should have been written about.

In no way shape or form did we ever intend to trigger our audience with the story and its contents. We have tried to keep this story as lifelike as possible, and including things that hit close to home for so many people can be touchy and hard to do. As soon as the topic of vague trigger warnings was brought to our attention, they were immediately addressed and updated to be more detailed, and I will be working diligently to update the warnings in the rest of the chapters over the next few days.

Jules and myself are more than willing to talk one on one with anyone who has feedback or issues with our story, so that we can work together to find a resolution that leaves everyone feeling comfortable. Again, it was never ever our intention to hurt anyone, trigger anyone or be dismissive of anyone's feelings regarding SA, cheating, or anything of the sort. These things are very serious topics, and are not something that should be taken lightly, ever.

Regarding my deleted tweet this morning on Twitter, the intention was not to dismiss the contents of the story or anyone's feelings regarding its contents and how they affected you. The intent was to remind everyone that these things, while very important and serious topics, are taking place in a fictional world. I quickly saw the harm in wording it that way and I deleted the tweet to minimize the effects it may have on people's feelings, as to not seem dismissive to such a sensitive topic.

In the future we fully plan to detail any and all possible triggers, and be mindful of the plots we create to avoid this happening again. To those of you who have reached out to talk about the issue, I appreciate it, and urge anyone else who would still like to talk about it to please send me or Jules a DM if you are feeling uncomfortable. We love you all very much, and hope we can work to make this right for everyone affected.

❤️

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lavampira · 10 months

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time will tell

malena shepard x kaidan alenko. mass effect 2; post-horizon. 1.2k words. [also on ao3]

Malena returns to the Normandy SR-2 in a foul mood. She’s given a wide berth as soon as she steps through the airlock, and even Joker elects to keep his comments to a minimum, unable to completely withhold the crack about her confrontation on the surface but clearly using it to gauge how bad it’d gotten. Only poor Kelly tries to speak to her, but she blows past her with a dismissal wave and an internal promise to apologize once her adrenaline has ebbed. No one else breathes a word. Frankly, she doesn’t blame them.

She beelines for the showers to cleanse herself of this entire shitty day. Her failures cling to her like the dirt, grime, and blood on her body, and she has to again grapple with the discomfort of facing the missing scars from battles and childhood antics as she scrubs viciously at her too smooth, yet still freckled skin until light beige turns pink. Her icy eyes are severe in the mirror’s reflection as she dresses, though she can’t even face herself for long these days.

It’s only when she returns to her cabin and flops unceremoniously into the chair at her desk that she finds what Kelly had been trying to tell her. A new message at her private terminal, specifically from someone who she hadn’t exactly thought she would hear from again. Not after today.

She reads Kaidan’s message twice simply to process the fact that he had more to say to her. Again, a third time, trying to wrap her head around each and every word through the emotions they trudge up, her frustration once again building to a breaking point. An apology for what he’d said planetside. An admission that he’d been stuck in his own feelings, too. So much left open about their past and their future. Yet still a hard line about his views on her allegiance, even if worried for her.

Her fingers fly over the keys before she can stop them, already typing up a response.

Shove your apology up your ass.

Malena immediately deletes it. She doesn’t mean it, not really, even as much as his words still sting. He had hit too close to the shame that has gripped her since she woke in that damn lab. Maybe she has become a dirty sellout in her resurrected life, nothing but a traitor to her own principles and her past, making a deal with the devil in hopes that she can save a galaxy that’s once again in denial of the truth.

The fact that the Illusive Man all but admitted with a smirk on his smug face that he’d fed the Alliance rumors to manipulate their encounter only makes it worse. She hates that he’s seen through her to know exactly who would hurt her the most, displaying some show of power that while she has free reign of the mission, he can still distort her life and put the people she cares about in the crossfire if they threaten his goals involving her. And he remains the only one giving her the resources to deal with the threat.

She steels herself and tries to type again.

Maybe you’re right. Maybe I’m being used. Maybe I’ve gone off course from myself, but I’m on my own here. Nobody will listen to me. No one else is willing to help.

Her fingers backtrack over the keys. It’s not like Kaidan had been willing to hear her out either, too caught up in his own emotions to let her explain. But as frustrated as she is that he turned away from her, and devastated, if she’s willing to admit that much, she gets it, too. Her actions don’t align with the woman he knows and trusted once upon a time. If anyone told her months ago—or two years, she supposes—that she’d be cooperating with Cerberus, she would’ve had a few choice words for them. Maybe even a strong right hook to a jaw.

Hell, Kaidan had been there when she discovered that Cerberus had been behind the Akuze ambush. When she closes her eyes, she can still see his tight grip on the Mako’s door as she had gunned it to evade the thresher maw lured there in yet another of their sick experiments. She can still hear his gentle voice talking her down after she throttled Cerberus’ sensors and took apart their heinous labs, nearly breaking her own damn ankle despite her armor with a few unnecessary kicks for good measure, and feel his careful hands apply the medi-gel before wrapping it for her.

A slow, shaky breath escapes her as she runs her hands over her face. More than the residual terror from getting spaced and burning in atmo, more than the grief over the years that she lost while dead on a table, more than her own guilt and shame for the shitty situation she’s entrenched in now, and more than the ache of everything he’d slung at her on Horizon in the heat of the moment, she just misses him. Sinking into his arms before it all went south had been the first real bit of relief she’s felt in weeks.

I wanted to reach out to you, Kaidan. That night together before Ilos was everything to me, too. And I’d meant it when I said you make me feel like I could take on the impossible. I could use that steadiness right now.

With a frustrated noise in the back of her throat, Malena deletes the entire draft and shuts down the terminal. Her hand swipes at the stupid framed photo beside her, knocking it on its face so she doesn’t have to look at his face, unsure whose bright idea it even was to put the thing in her cabin. But then she lifts it with a tentative hand, flipping it around as she draws it into her lap.

The ache in her chest only deepens as she examines it, running a thumb over the likeness of his thick, furrowed brows, but she can’t squash down the fondness that also blooms through her. Timing hasn’t been on their side. So much caution and tiptoeing around the regs while on such a high-stakes mission had prevented them from officially getting anywhere, always on pause aside from that night, and then she died, leaving him with two years to mourn their almost, and her to be confronted with it now.

Kaidan loved her. Still does, maybe, if the concern and open-ended offer to see when things settle again mean anything. It’s only now that she realizes that she may love him, too. Leave it to her to charge into the thick of a situation head-on, only figuring things out once she gets there. And it’s so damn hard to let it all go, no matter how much she hurts.

Malena sets the framed photo back on her desk and rises to her feet with a languid stretch. They might very well only ever be a series of almost and maybe, but maybe, if they really are the same people who fell in love two years ago at the end of this shitty mess, and if her luck doesn’t run out and she survives this suicide run, they can see where they really stand. Only time will tell.

#your honor they are so stupidly stubborn and unable to communicate and i am unwell #dani writes things #game: mass effect #fic: mass effect #oc: malena shepard #ch: kaidan alenko #malena/kaidan #femshep #shenko #fshenko

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soulkeeper801 · 2 years

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Unexpected - Twice’s Sana pt. 1

Minatozaki Sana x f!reader

Fluff

“You don’t have many pictures of yourself on your feed,” Sana texted, realizing it was only one picture of your face out of the very few posts you had on instagram. “Mind sending me one? :)”

Sana and you had matched on a dating app over a week ago. She wasn’t looking for anything and ended up there as a suggestion from one of her friends to meet new people.

When she swiped right on your profile, she didn’t think much of it. You had a picture of your cats, your little home office spot and a picture of yourself with a filter on.

She loved the cats, loved the tidiness of your desk and thought you looked cute with the filter on.

After you sent her the first text, the conversation didn’t stop. She would wake up to a message continuing what you were talking about the night before and would keep texting during the whole day.

Sana was intrigued by you, by the way you were always willing to listen to her long voice messages or how you would never let the conversation die by always having something new to ask. She went back to the app to check your only photo a couple of times, smiling to herself at how silly you looked with the filter on.

Some days later, she decided she wanted to see more of you, she knew you had a beautiful personality and behind the silly filter she noticed your pretty face. Trying to not be too straight forward and ask for pictures, she asked for your instagram instead. It would end up being the same, right?

Wrong.

When she took a look at your feed, she noticed you didn’t have many posts and there was only one that had a picture of you. The one she had seen before but without the filter. She was right about you being pretty but didn’t know you would be so secretive with your socials. Her feed was filled with mirror selfies, places she had gone to, her friends, a lot of pretty things. She was hoping to find something similar on yours but she didn’t.

“Oh,” you replied to her previous text, “would you believe me if I say I don’t usually take pictures of myself?”

Sana frowned. She wasn’t mad, she was just... curious about you.

“I understand,” she replied, “I’m sure pictures don’t do justice to your pretty face :)”

She wasn’t going to keep asking, even if she did want to see you.

“Now you’re putting too much pressure on me,” you answered, “if you ever see me in person you’d get disappointed :P”

She laughed out loud. It was moments like those that made her fond of you.

But you gave her an idea.

“Would you reject me if I treat you to a coffee this afternoon?”

She stared intently at her phone, your name on it as you were typing an answer.

But you would immediately delete whatever you wrote, making her heart beat faster at the expectation.

It made her smile to herself. How did you have this much power over her by only knowing each other for a few days?

“I wouldn’t dare,” you replied and it made her heart flutter. She smiled widely at her phone screen. “But don’t get scared when you see my face :P”

She laughed at your silliness one more time before sending yor the address of the cafe she had already chosen for you to meet.

She had a good feeling about you, her heart couldn’t be wrong.

Part 2

#twice x reader #sana x reader #twice imagine #sana imagine #sana scenario #sana x f!reader #soulkeeper801

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finelinens · 1 year

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i’m going to be speaking abstractly about grooming under the cut, so please scroll past this post if you’re not in a place where you can read that kind of discussion. taking care of yourself is more important than anything a random artist on the internet has to say.

the tl;dr is that i believe all of us on social media must remind ourselves that we are simply individuals using the internet. it’s not our jobs to provide press releases explaining how we feel about each new bit of news in great detail. i also believe that all of us owe compassion to each other, even when we find ourselves in strong disagreement. i don’t think either of these statements is controversial! but i think writing about it is worth my time.

read on under the cut if you wish~

this has been on my mind a lot lately so i think maybe i would benefit from expressing it. let me start with this: in an ideal world, we would all be able to trust and believe everyone who claims they’ve been hurt by someone else. we’d be able to hear them, trust them, and help them achieve the justice they want. but we don’t live in an ideal world. we live in a world where people behave irrationally and illogically. trusting every individual you meet, or even just the ones who you believe would be honest with you, can often result in having that trust thrown back in your face when you realize they were dishonest. if much of the world exists in this grey area muddied by moral inconsistencies and judgement, how are we meant to approach any kind of conflict?

are people to be trusted? are people to be distrusted? are people to be regarded with absolute neutrality free of any judgement? i don’t know. i don’t think any of us know, really. many people on twitter, for example, argue for unwavering trust in anyone who comes forward with claims that they were hurt by someone else. simultaneously, these same people struggle to trust their friends who feel differently and believe that unwavering trust is often a misguided choice. i hope that in the future we can all seek more of a middle ground in these kinds of situations; i’d like to see more people being willing to hear out accusers, while saving their thoughts of judgement for the point at which we have all of the information possible. i believe this is the most rational way to approach these nuanced and complicated situations. it’s my belief that we need to abide by “innocent until proven guilty” always, even when it’s hard. we are all owed that much.

as much as i’d love for people to handle these delicate situations with the tact they deserve, i know the internet doesn’t generally behave that way. it is much easier, and more attention-grabbing, to speak in extremes. but i actively try to resist this practice of “speak first think later” so that i can at least feel better about my own ethics and emotions in any given situation. when dream’s sexual misconduct and grooming allegations came out, my initial response was denial. as with many of us, i’m sure, i felt as if i knew dream relatively well. how could someone who seemed so normal do something so abhorrent? i saw the words grooming and pedophilia thrown around, and immediately shut down. i deleted my tweets about my denial, looked at all of the information available, and went offline for a while. i sat with my thoughts. i logged on occasionally to check in on friends and share words of comfort, but for the most part i allowed myself to process my emotions without feeling a need to rush to a conclusion.

i feel that many of us are pushed into feeling as if we need to immediately write a press release every time a new controversy arises. there’s this fear of our peers, even our friends, judging us and thinking we’re morally bad people if we don’t respond the “right” way instantly. what if they think i’m a bad person? will they write a thread? will i receive a callout post? will i lose all of my friends? will my peers think poorly of me? so much of our socialization online is rooted in this paranoia and fear of a looming boogeyman who could ruin your life at the push of a button. so we write our threads. we write our notes app statements. we make it clear to our peers that, “hey, i’m not one of the bad guys. i’m good. i’m your ally. you can trust me, because i’m on your side. the right side.” as if that guarantees us any safety from their changing minds and shifting moral goalposts in the future.

i have cited this study about social media discourse an unbelievable number of times, but i learn something new with each read. there are many studies that have been done in recent years analyzing the way that we all use social media as a tool for self-expression and developing our own social and political ideologies, and i think it’s a wonderful thing. this quote in particular is relevant to what i’m discussing now:

“[…] polarization may be attributable to multiple factors, rather than solely to social media or digital online environments themselves. However, there is little disagreement with the notion that public discourse on social media platforms is particularly prone to conflict and outrage. That is, moral outrage in the digital age is common and often especially intense. Moreover, the prevalence of such outrage is particularly concerning given research showing that outrage occurring on social media is often quickly realized but imprecisely pointed at diverse potential targets.”

admittedly, i have not looked for any research regarding this topic (although i am excited to do so once i’m done writing this), but i believe that there is one major motivator for the palpable increase in social media discourse in recent years: to put it simply, the world sucks. for the better part of the last decade, we’ve all been reckoning with the fact that the united states of america is quickly spiraling into radical fascist-leaning politics where many of us are having our rights stripped away, police brutality and militarization is increasing globally, and to top it all off we entered a worldwide pandemic three years ago and many of us are still feeling the impacts. we are all exhausted, frustrated, and angry. we need to expel that energy and those emotions somehow. so many of us chose the internet. go on social media, find someone who you think is annoying, then search for a way to morally justify bullying them until they delete their account. catharsis has been attained. anger has been decreased. yet another successful therapy session!

let’s summarize: trust no one (because they’re bad), but trust everyone (as long as they’re good), and don’t allow anyone to return fire (because only i am allowed catharsis). understand everything (unless it’s bad), but empathize with no one (unless they’re good). the inconsistencies and hypocrisy don’t matter, because many of us are not truly motivated by morals and ethics as we would all like to believe. we are motivated by emotions. a desire to feel accepted, understood, and powerful. no amount of genuine conversation with the goal of finding common ground will help, because often our goals will not be met in the end. still, even with all of this said, we owe each other empathy and compassion. because we are people, and all people are deserving of compassion no matter what.

so, no, i did not “pretend to support victims” when i privately talked with friends about how shocked and upset i was when dream’s sexual misconduct and grooming allegations came out. no, i did not “encourage people to prevent victims from coming forward” when i privately expressed my initial denial. and, no, i did not “abandon [my] morals” when i chose to continue casually supporting dream by watching his videos and drawing fanart. i heard the accuser out, i read all of the information available, and i took in all of the tertiary information that has come out since then. i have applied my own personal morals to this situation and am comfortable with my decision, and i am also comfortable with the fact that i may change my mind later. i am showing myself compassion, the same way i showed my friends compassion when they weren’t sure what to think. i expressed empathy to them and made sure they all knew that i was someone with whom they could speak comfortably, because i wouldn’t judge them based on how they feel about such a complicated situation which is often colored by our own personal experiences with older people online.

i know that the internet is not a place where we should expect great empathy and compassion from strangers, but i don’t think it’s out of line to ask that we all make an effort to show this empathy and compassion to our own friends. be honest with each other. be there for each other. if you’re unsure of how a friend feels and want to understand them better, try to open up an honest conversation. it might not work out, but just give it a try so that you can know you tried to encourage this kind of compassionate and emotionally honest environment on social media. we live in a complicated, morally-grey, and often really shitty world. the least we can do is be kind to each other whenever we can, especially online where we can all feel so isolated.

i’ve never posted something serious like this before so if you read this far, thanks! clearly i’ve been thinking about it a lot and i’m happy i expressed myself. i don’t know if i’ll answer asks about this if i receive any, but i do hope that i prompted at least a few of you to contemplate how we approach controversy on social media. just more people being aware of what we do and the ramifications is enough, to me. thank you for reading!

#grooming tw #reblogs or screenshots are fine

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eldritch-collective · 4 months

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Hello there! I wanted to make an anonymous MOGAI and LIOM blog to post stuff whenever I want to and maybe take some requests if I like it a lot!

My pseudo name is Service! If you'd like my pronouns, I use He/They/It/Angel and many other pronouns in general! I am physically and mentally disabled, neurodivergent, and plural. My spoons fluctuate due to being a systemmate within a very active system.

Stuff I'm likely to make for myself are pronouns, genders, plural terms, modifer terms, and bases for edits! I enjoy coining, flag designing, icons, emoji edits, and likely other stuff for requests! So that's likely what I end up posting most! I am completely open to whatever SFW to Suggestive and Graphic range in terms of requests and will properly tag. More info below! Feel free to promo!

Let me know if you wish to be untagged! @neopronouns @narcette @genderstarbucks @sugar-and-vice-mogai

I specialise in Fandom, Spiritual, Philosophical, Music, and more terms. I mostly focus on fandom and other special interests and hyperfixations. However, I love doing brutal and bloody terms, flags, and edits!

I have permission to do Traitians, Claseans, Damascean, and Voxus terms made by @flagmeanew (18+), as the mods have said the blog is now inactive.

My tags will be literal (i.e. flags will be labeled as flags) and I will provide image id's! If my id's are not sufficient enough, please let me know! My non-content tag will be "service.exe" and asks tag will be "askservice.exe".

I hold my judgement for the most part with requests, but I will lay out what I won't do! I refuse to do IRL people, Illegal and Unsafe content, Unsanitary, Known Trans/Homo/Queerphobic or other generally Hateful Creator Media, Potentially Dangerous or Harmful terms, and anything I personally do not experience (such as I am white and will not feel comfortable coining terms involving race).

If I decline a request, I'll post it for others to do! If I delete and do not post your request, it is likely because it's triggering for me or not appropriate for my blog.

My goal is to be as open as possible on this blog. Such as I reclaim slurs associated with my experiences. However, I am willing to listen and right my wrongs. I will post possibly triggering media, so please be sure to have any fandom or other media tags blocked already as I will be using fandom tags like "(fandom)" or "(content) tw" after the primary tags.

How I coin is that I often use my own heritage and culture that I grew up with! I usually use a mixture of Latin, Gaelic, and Nordic roots. I can technically do ones that are not ones I'm personally familiar with, but please include the roots you have in mind if you want me to use a different root!

Short QNA-ish to give more basic information: 1. This is a real blog. I am not trolling, making satire, nor creating this to fake my experiences. This is genuine and meant for fun for myself in self expression. 2. I do everything on desktop and use Clip Studio Paint EX, but a good free alternative is GIMP. 3. I may or may not queue as I post immediately after done sometimes or just queue it up when I have multiple ideas. 4. Since I'm sorta new to the community in regards to creating, I will be slow with responding since I have day-to-day things to take care of. 5. I do not have an explicit list for refusals in requests, so please be respectful if I do not do your request. I simply just want to create without restrictions on myself. 6. I do not have a DNI, but I will block if I find you to make me uncomfortable or are found to be against my boundaries. 7. I am okay with my terms being posted on Wikis, just provide credit and link back to me! 8. Spam likes and reblogs are fine! 9. I am all for systems of different origins (such as endogenic and more), mspec people, and have a lot of positive opinions about the communities I wish to participate in, even if not always active! I refuse to be exclusionary without good reason (i.e. I will believe in good faith first and foremost). 10. If I mistag something or you need a tag added, please let me know! I'll correct it as soon as I can! (This goes for incorrect, incomplete, or missing image id's as well!) 11. Gif on this post is from Rain World's Miraheze Wiki on Gourmand's wiki page. Icon is the second fight form of Gabriel from ULTRAKILL on the simplified Breathknightclasean flag. Header and Blog backgrounds are gifs made by industrial---complex on Tumblr. 12. This can and WILL update as time goes on since I am still learning the environment of the community due to having been inactive personally with the community.

#mogai #liom #kinfolk #plural #therian #system #alterhuman #nonhuman #otherkin #service.exe

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Are they just random designs? Or are they based on something? If yes on what is each Mewtwo based on?

Ooo this is a fun one.

To start. Eve was the first ever made! She has a specific role that won’t come in for a very long time on my first blog @megamew-and-crew as she’s the cross-universe Newtwo to Stone as Mewtwo and Meg as the mew.

I liked her so much I started thinking of what her home universe was like, and that while she’s the newtwo archetype of THAT story what was she in her home world? And I came up with the idea that she’s the youngest and most genetically stable of the Mewtwos experiments.

By that point I’d had some fun in a private mew/two server I joined and had adopted Glimmer, Annie and 9 first. I didn’t have a plan for them until it just sorta clicked. Mostly thinking about how they’d reach a mewtwo that can evolve other Pokémon.

This the line up was started! 9 and glimmer being humans turned into twos and partners was immediate at adoption actually and was the next solid thing, with Annie being a non-human based clone ((the drawings I did to claim and adopt them below!))

From there I would make or adopt mewtwo based on ideas I had for characters in this genetics facility run by Corperation X.

The most fun one was Tyler! I actually didn’t make his initial story or design that was all @pokemon-ash-aus I love the nerdy boy and he’s a great intern/assistant turned mewtwo X3

Sage was made by a now deleted but ultra adorable mewtwo adopt blog specifically to be one of the clone-twos, I adore her and I’m glad to have her.

So we end with the final line up as I chose to fill out the rest myself since I had a clear idea of the world and characters! So One, Rue, Sam/Gemini, and Maria are all my designs alone.

Then. Came. The Mews.

It started with the idea I already had. That the donor of the DNA was a tricked willing participant. But I’m still not that confident with my designs even now I made a trade for a mew that could have influence all these Mewtwo and was given Donor by @mew-dump and I made her accessories from there ( ^w^ )

The rest I’ve been either adopting or making, mostly adopting XD, to fill out a big family tree!

I won’t lie it’s absolutly inspired by @the-mew-crew to have the mews from the second to fourth generation be different typings but with my own twist! They created the typings themselves making Pokémon!

The created famewly tree was to explain the idea I had in the first place that the mew lose DNA stability the more they create and the further each generation goes. It was to explain why in the world a mew would go to humans willingly. Now it’s rolled out and with tons of little stories I plan to do later when Donor visits around her family X3

((Click and zoom to see, credits under all mews! If you’d like a zoomed in area just send an ask))

Fun fact is that from receiving Donor to adopting the last mew was from April to just last week here in August lol

So that’s how I got all the Mewten characters! Eve, clonetwos, humantwos, and mews! ( ^w^ )

*All of this is to the best of my memory*

#mewten origins #mod talk #mod speaks #mewtwo #mewtwo oc #mewten crew #ask blog #pokemon #mew oc

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